Zhao Qin ordered people to put the meals of himself and Ling Luoyu on the table: "There is some problem with the nanny's health. She cannot eat grains and cereals... Otherwise, she will get sick."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

I'll go!

Refreshing the three views again!!

These days, eating grains and cereals will make you sick!?

but--

It seems that nothing is wrong!

As the saying goes, no one will get sick if people eat grains and cereals!

Wouldn’t eating grains and cereals make you sick?

This sounds like nothing wrong with it!

As his eyes flowed, a familiar figure imprinted into his eyes.

"Fatty..."

Oh, didn’t this fat man feed the horse?

When did you upgrade again and go to the kitchen?

Feng Chenglin holding the food box also saw Ling Luoyu at the first time.

However, after his eyes were intertwined, he quickly lowered his eyes, winked at the food in his hand, avoided it, lowered his head and walked up quickly with the food box.

——This guy?

Is it a different meaning?

Could it be that-

Is there any poison in the meal?

Immediately, Ling Luoyu denied this idea.

If the food is poisonous and something happens to Zhao Qin, the first person to be suspected is Zhao Ziming.

——Although Zhao Qin’s identity is the biggest threat to the patriarch Zhao Ziming.

But once something happened to him, Zhao Ziming would not be able to wash it even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

With Zhao Ziming's scheming, he would not do stupid things like poisoning.

However, Feng Chenglin's eyes had already clarified the food issue.

This shows that the problem really exists!

Looking at the plates of food placed on the table, Ling Luoyu's eyebrows sank down easily.

Her eyes were slightly different, and she looked at Zhao Qin but didn't say anything.

Zhao Qin felt her gaze, looked up, and frowned: "What's wrong?"

Ling Luoyu did not answer, but just looked at the food on the table, then looked at the servant who retreated to the distance and waited for the pack.

This look made Qian Qian feel strange: "Xiao Yuer, what happened?"

"fine……"

The more Ling Luoyu said this, the more Zhao Qin and Qian Qian felt that something was wrong.

"Xiao Yuer, are you doing something that is inconvenient to say?"

"Say it, here, there is nothing that cannot be said."

“…”

Ling Luoyu looked at the table of food: "Mr. Qin, do you eat so much every day...you eat so much?"

Qian Qian: “…”

Eat every day?

Aren't you his maid?

You don’t know what food he eats every day and how much he eats?

Why do you still ask this?

Zhao Qin thought to herself: "My daily food, clothing and consumption are arranged by Zhao Ziming, and even the amount of food delivered in the kitchen is also the result of his finalization... Why, is there something wrong with this meal?"

He suddenly took a breath.

"Isn't Zhao Ziming stupid enough to poison my meals, right?"

Qian Qian looked at him with anger: "You haven't tried the drug?"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Both of them will have the wrong meaning.

She sighed softly, and she looked at the Zhao family servants waiting in the distance.

"I ask you, how many dishes are your patriarch for dinner?"

“…”

Zhao Qin's eyes flashed without an answer.

Ling Luoyu raised his eyes and said, "Master Qin, do you don't know or don't want to say it?"

"……I have no idea……"

After pausing, Zhao Qin frowned.

"With his financial resources and identity, he must... not be missing these dishes, right?"

Who is Zhao Ziming?

The patriarch of the Zhao family!

Moreover, there is money in your hands.

Such people and those identities can be eaten every day, and every meal of abalone and sea cucumber can be afforded.
Chapter completed!